Being 23 is already hard enough, now I’m meant to have the ‘ultimate summer’ too

I love summer but I also get anxious (Picture: Getty/metro)

I love summer. The sun, picnics in the park, drinks in the garden, and feeling my mood lift when the evenings get longer.

But this year, I can’t help but feel the pressure too.

In an age of ‘optimisation’ (thank you Steven Bartlett), Gen Z-ers like me have been introduced to ‘summermaxxing’, the idea that, for the next few months, you must live life to fullest, or regret it when winter comes.

As such, my feed is flooded with Euro summer packing videos, girls hopping between Greek islands, and inf...